*Ah, screw it, I can just continue the interaction tomorrow.*
He hears the piano playing inside, and someone singing along with it. (I don't think Sparrow was there the first time, but this is Desi practicing his song again.)
"...It's where you know you belong. You will live for your lessons, Dark lightened by song. Destined to descend The blood streaks in your wake If you learn one thing now It should be what’s at stake..."
Sparrow stands up, heading into the bar to head the song, sitting down and ordering himself a whiskey, listening and tapping his foot.
He continues, missing notes here and there as his agonized song plays out.
"Don’t look past your friends... 'Cause the day, it never ends. Stay ready to learn, For each twist there’s a turn, You’ll be safely reliving That cold unforgiving hell..."
After a bit, he stretches his fingers, strikes the keyboard, and takes a deep breath. He's finished his song, but it's still not perfect.
Sparrow applauds them, passing them some of the whiskey "That was a real good song ya played there. Ain't that somethin'. Nice ta meet ya, Sparrow Valentine." He holds out a hand.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Everyone will be protecting them. Sparrow, you, Thane, not Grimes though he ran off." She chuckles "Maybe Arthur, haven't talked to him though."
"Hm.. I started doing after my sister died. She had been.. nevermind, I do this in her honor." She explains "I am 266 years of age. I have two warrants on my head. Oh, and if you haven't figured it out, I am a sadist."
Two grown men cursing at each other.
She cackles "We are gonna keep 'em safe, an Thane's gettin' a kid too. I'm startin' ta feel left out!" She laughs, putting her hands on her hips "Ya should talk ta Arthur, he's a good one."
He nods along, listening to them "Good ta know all that, it really does mean a lot fer ya ta tell me." He doesn't even attempt to process their age.
*Seems like a good place to end it to me.*
"Seems to.. sensible." She rolls her eyes "I've always been one for chaos."
He snorts, letting out a laugh "I am glad you are accepting of this."
*Ye.*
"That's why yer marryin' Sparrow. Cause he can't have nothin' without a little bit o' chaos."
"I do love you... truly and without anything to stop me." He says, picking up his rifle.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"I feel like I should do something, like kiss you, but I don't know..." he says, seemingly genuinely distraught.
He smiles "When's your shift end?"
"In an hour." He says, running a claw down their cheek.
"I'll meet you outside in an hour then." He grins.
*this is a good end. I am going to bed soon, tho. and I swear, you're above Jobah!*
*Jokes on you, I'm actually the 10th on the list.*
*Lies.*
*Where do I place on the list?*
*right at ţ̸̛̱̙̮̰̳̯̩͔̼̥͎̰̣͛̀͂̉̓̆͋̐͒̅̌̒͛̍͂͌̔̇̂̿̆̄͘̚͘͜͝ȟ̵̢̩̤͇̬̠̖̪̹̤̯̪̞̹̥̝̫̹̦̬̟̮̫̉̿̈́͋̐͊̋̎̐̈̎̚͘͝͝ͅĕ̸̝̯̬̠̖̽̾͛͛͂͋͌̀͆̇̂̇̐̀̇͌̍̈́͂̕͘͝ ̷͚͔̙̗̗͚͙̤̲͔̤͔͕̫̺͓͉̻̝̘͈͆̃͌̓͌#̶̧̨̢̨̢̧̨͙̳̦͍̮͎̟͈̥̖̯̭̱̜̥̜̟̰͉̺̥͖̤̪̞͈̬̭̖͇͓̯̙̱̑̏͗̽̓̈́̀̒̌͑̆̈̀͘͝*
*Well ain't that interesting.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Everyone will be protecting them. Sparrow, you, Thane, not Grimes though he ran off." She chuckles "Maybe Arthur, haven't talked to him though."
"Hm.. I started doing after my sister died. She had been.. nevermind, I do this in her honor." She explains "I am 266 years of age. I have two warrants on my head. Oh, and if you haven't figured it out, I am a sadist."
Two grown men cursing at each other.
She cackles "We are gonna keep 'em safe, an Thane's gettin' a kid too. I'm startin' ta feel left out!" She laughs, putting her hands on her hips "Ya should talk ta Arthur, he's a good one."
He nods along, listening to them "Good ta know all that, it really does mean a lot fer ya ta tell me." He doesn't even attempt to process their age.
*Seems like a good place to end it to me.*
"Seems to.. sensible." She rolls her eyes "I've always been one for chaos."
He snorts, letting out a laugh "I am glad you are accepting of this."
*Ye.*
"That's why yer marryin' Sparrow. Cause he can't have nothin' without a little bit o' chaos."
"I do love you... truly and without anything to stop me." He says, picking up his rifle.
She cackles madly "Chaos is more fun like that!"
"Good. If you ever leave me, I will kill the person you next lay eyes on." He says, looking up at him "Do you understand?"
Riotan is stashing dead animals in a hollow tree trunk.
[others available on request]
*Do you want any of mine? Feeling like playing the cowboys today.*
*sure, any of the gang is good*
Thane walks into the bar, holding a small black newborn dragonborn in his arms, incredibly happy.
Merabelle was walking through the forest in her cooking attire, an apron, tight shirt and jeans when she smelled the familiar smell of dead animals. Approaching.
Mauric sees the child and smiles at them.
Rio sighs and starts filling in the crack in the tree with stones and dirt.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He continues, missing notes here and there as his agonized song plays out.
"Don’t look past your friends... 'Cause the day, it never ends. Stay ready to learn, For each twist there’s a turn, You’ll be safely reliving That cold unforgiving hell..."
After a bit, he stretches his fingers, strikes the keyboard, and takes a deep breath. He's finished his song, but it's still not perfect.
Sparrow applauds them, passing them some of the whiskey "That was a real good song ya played there. Ain't that somethin'. Nice ta meet ya, Sparrow Valentine." He holds out a hand.
*I got a time extension*
He downs the glass in a single gulp. "Thanks. Been working on it for years. I still suck at the piano, but I can sing it okay. It's about how no matter how far I go, I always go back to the part of my mind that I don't want to return to. Sometimes even to the parts of the world where those memories were made. It may be a cold, unforgiving hell like I said, but it's home in the loosest sense of the word."
Riotan is stashing dead animals in a hollow tree trunk.
[others available on request]
Nik appears behind Thirteen, tilting his head "Hello there." He purrs.
Home is sitting out on the front lawn of the Guilt House despite it absolutely raining.
Samaritan walks up to Riotan and tilts his head "What in the hell's are you doing?"
"Greetings." He waves sedately, not turning or really caring.
Loriche appears next to him, holding a spare umbrella from when she was making Charlie's retracting blade.
"Saving for later."
The incubus huffs, tilting his head "What are you doing?"
He looks up and tilts his head "Thanks..."
"...why?" He blinks.
"Reading."
"No problem. How you holding up?"
"Because I don't want the hides to bleach, of course. They're all fresh, so if you want the meat I can give it to you!"
He rolls his eyes "Not gonna give me anything to work with huh?" He tilts his head.
"Mn... Had bad thoughts today. Thought about some bad things. Then it started raining and told myself that I deserve to be cold because of those thoughts." He shrugs.
"I do not need the meat. I am more worried that they will be riddled with diseases and parasites." He sighs.
"I feel like I should do something, like kiss you, but I don't know..." he says, seemingly genuinely distraught.
He smiles "When's your shift end?"
"In an hour." He says, running a claw down their cheek.
"I'll meet you outside in an hour then." He grins.
*this is a good end. I am going to bed soon, tho. and I swear, you're above Jobah!*
*Jokes on you, I'm actually the 10th on the list.*
*Lies.*
*Where do I place on the list?*
*right at ţ̸̛̱̙̮̰̳̯̩͔̼̥͎̰̣͛̀͂̉̓̆͋̐͒̅̌̒͛̍͂͌̔̇̂̿̆̄͘̚͘͜͝ȟ̵̢̩̤͇̬̠̖̪̹̤̯̪̞̹̥̝̫̹̦̬̟̮̫̉̿̈́͋̐͊̋̎̐̈̎̚͘͝͝ͅĕ̸̝̯̬̠̖̽̾͛͛͂͋͌̀͆̇̂̇̐̀̇͌̍̈́͂̕͘͝ ̷͚͔̙̗̗͚͙̤̲͔̤͔͕̫̺͓͉̻̝̘͈͆̃͌̓͌#̶̧̨̢̨̢̧̨͙̳̦͍̮͎̟͈̥̖̯̭̱̜̥̜̟̰͉̺̥͖̤̪̞͈̬̭̖͇͓̯̙̱̑̏͗̽̓̈́̀̒̌͑̆̈̀͘͝*
*Well ain't that interesting.*
*I will make a husband tier list tomorrow*
*danke*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Riotan is stashing dead animals in a hollow tree trunk.
[others available on request]
Nik appears behind Thirteen, tilting his head "Hello there." He purrs.
Home is sitting out on the front lawn of the Guilt House despite it absolutely raining.
Samaritan walks up to Riotan and tilts his head "What in the hell's are you doing?"
"Greetings." He waves sedately, not turning or really caring.
Loriche appears next to him, holding a spare umbrella from when she was making Charlie's retracting blade.
"Saving for later."
The incubus huffs, tilting his head "What are you doing?"
He looks up and tilts his head "Thanks..."
"...why?" He blinks.
"Reading."
"No problem. How you holding up?"
"Because I don't want the hides to bleach, of course. They're all fresh, so if you want the meat I can give it to you!"
He rolls his eyes "Not gonna give me anything to work with huh?" He tilts his head.
"Mn... Had bad thoughts today. Thought about some bad things. Then it started raining and told myself that I deserve to be cold because of those thoughts." He shrugs.
"I do not need the meat. I am more worried that they will be riddled with diseases and parasites." He sighs.
"I'm sorry sir but I am immune to seduction from any gender."
"Well that's not fair to you." She sits beside him and smiles at him. "If someone else told you stuff like that, you wouldn't stand for it, so why should it be any different when it comes to what you tell yourself?"
"I can't get sick. Poisons, plagues, and possessors don't affect me."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He continues, missing notes here and there as his agonized song plays out.
"Don’t look past your friends... 'Cause the day, it never ends. Stay ready to learn, For each twist there’s a turn, You’ll be safely reliving That cold unforgiving hell..."
After a bit, he stretches his fingers, strikes the keyboard, and takes a deep breath. He's finished his song, but it's still not perfect.
Sparrow applauds them, passing them some of the whiskey "That was a real good song ya played there. Ain't that somethin'. Nice ta meet ya, Sparrow Valentine." He holds out a hand.
*I got a time extension*
He downs the glass in a single gulp. "Thanks. Been working on it for years. I still suck at the piano, but I can sing it okay. It's about how no matter how far I go, I always go back to the part of my mind that I don't want to return to. Sometimes even to the parts of the world where those memories were made. It may be a cold, unforgiving hell like I said, but it's home in the loosest sense of the word."
"I ain't good at much either, I can play the accordion better than most, but most can't play the accordion." He laughs, rubbing the back of his head "Life is just as much bad as it is good, an' sometimes the cold an' the empty is just what ya need."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Sparrow applauds them, passing them some of the whiskey "That was a real good song ya played there. Ain't that somethin'. Nice ta meet ya, Sparrow Valentine." He holds out a hand.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"That's why yer marryin' Sparrow. Cause he can't have nothin' without a little bit o' chaos."
"I do love you... truly and without anything to stop me." He says, picking up his rifle.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Well ain't that interesting.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She cackles madly "Chaos is more fun like that!"
"Good. If you ever leave me, I will kill the person you next lay eyes on." He says, looking up at him "Do you understand?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Reading."
"No problem. How you holding up?"
"Because I don't want the hides to bleach, of course. They're all fresh, so if you want the meat I can give it to you!"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She pats their head, "I'm gonna put this gumbo in containers, give it to people tomorra."
"If I ever leave you, it'll be because I'm running somewhere you'll soon be." He chuckles softly "I understand, and I love you. Only you."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*That'll be great.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Mauric sees the child and smiles at them.
Rio sighs and starts filling in the crack in the tree with stones and dirt.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I got a time extension*
He downs the glass in a single gulp. "Thanks. Been working on it for years. I still suck at the piano, but I can sing it okay. It's about how no matter how far I go, I always go back to the part of my mind that I don't want to return to. Sometimes even to the parts of the world where those memories were made. It may be a cold, unforgiving hell like I said, but it's home in the loosest sense of the word."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He rolls his eyes "Not gonna give me anything to work with huh?" He tilts his head.
"Mn... Had bad thoughts today. Thought about some bad things. Then it started raining and told myself that I deserve to be cold because of those thoughts." He shrugs.
"I do not need the meat. I am more worried that they will be riddled with diseases and parasites." He sighs.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*danke*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Oooh! Can I help?" She asks, tilting her head.
"Good." He brings him towards him and kisses him, sinking his teeth into Grimes lower lip.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Thane nods to them, sitting at the bar "Hello... may I have some water?"
She puts her hands on her hips, watching curiously "What ya doing there little Rio?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Desi walks over and leans against the tree. "You're gonna give some lumberjack quite the shock..." He snickers.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I'm sorry sir but I am immune to seduction from any gender."
"Well that's not fair to you." She sits beside him and smiles at him. "If someone else told you stuff like that, you wouldn't stand for it, so why should it be any different when it comes to what you tell yourself?"
"I can't get sick. Poisons, plagues, and possessors don't affect me."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I ain't good at much either, I can play the accordion better than most, but most can't play the accordion." He laughs, rubbing the back of his head "Life is just as much bad as it is good, an' sometimes the cold an' the empty is just what ya need."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)